| 06:30:2008 |
all the booze is free, airline going broke; here come the lady with another jack and coke |
9 |
| 06:26:2008 |
into the bloody hole we’ll go, oh no! oh no! |
6 |
| 06:23:2008 |
george carlin, r.i.p. |
7 |
| 06:19:2008 |
twelve-needle injection, stroked on skin with affection |
4 |
| 06:11:2008 |
papa was smart but mama said i wasn’t; now i’ve got a million dollars, but who doesn’t? |
5 |
| 06:04:2008 |
jump over all the barrels and let out a little scream; duck underneath the pie, ’cause it’s a coconut cream |
6 |
| 06:02:2008 |
gimme a swaller and i’ll pay you back someday |
2 |
| 05:29:2008 |
so we came upon a cracker, and we all came on this cracker, and the last one had to eat it and she did |
6 |
| 05:20:2008 |
toil, toil, toil ’til i get sick, i try reverse but i’m not that quick |
9 |
| 05:12:2008 |
other rappers diss me, say my rhymes are sissy |
3 |
| 05:02:2008 |
give my heart just a word of sympathy, be as fair to my heart as you can be |
7 |
| 04:28:2008 |
you have an expertise that’s like a real disease, such a strong disease that i just weaken in the knees |
3 |
| 04:23:2008 |
humanity humanity, save the manatee |
3 |
| 04:17:2008 |
and if i pointless arch, and spit white nothings at the sky… |
3 |
| 04:07:2008 |
your spirit pokes me, your smile provokes me |
9 |
| 04:01:2008 |
i will carry the torch for you, my sole purpose is to torture you |
8 |
| 03:28:2008 |
private eyes are watching you, they see your every move |
5 |
| 03:19:2008 |
nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, panic spreading far and wide… who can turn the tide? |
3 |
| 03:17:2008 |
i may make you feel, but i can’t make you think |
8 |
| 03:14:2008 |
gum acacia, hydrogenated oil, potato starch… bring to a boil! |
5 |
| 03:10:2008 |
days run together like it’s one big long one, and if you want in then i’ve gotta have my fun |
6 |
| 03:04:2008 |
and the big pot boils with centuries of conspiracy and cabbages and kings who have had their cake and ate it too |
18 |
| 02:29:2008 |
i wait around the train station, waitin’ for that train |
9 |
| 02:25:2008 |
this is what i do, this is what i do, this is what i do: i sit on you |
6 |
| 02:22:2008 |
look what he has done for us, he’s filled us up with cheer |
5 |
| 02:15:2008 |
salvation à la mode and a cup of tea |
9 |
| 02:11:2008 |
i’m rockin’ and you’re yawning but you never look my way |
4 |
| 02:05:2008 |
on lasalle and rampart street, the combo’s there with a mambo beat |
3 |
| 01:29:2008 |
you can’t find it in you like you think you can |
9 |
| 01:22:2008 |
look into my eyes, what do you see? |
6 |
| 01:18:2008 |
does daddy have a shotgun? he said he’d never need one |
7 |
| 01:11:2008 |
razzle ’n’ a dazzle ’n’ a flash a little light |
7 |
| 01:07:2008 |
he got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller |
5 |
| 12:31:2007 |
i wish i could say no regrets and no emotional debts |
6 |
| 12:26:2007 |
are you bringin’ a present for me? something pleasantly pleasant for me? |
1 |
| 12:18:2007 |
if someday we get to meet again in a car crash, plane wreck or terrorist attack |
7 |
| 12:12:2007 |
and wouldn’t old santa be in trouble if there ain’t no chimney in the house? |
1 |
| 12:10:2007 |
i ain’t like old st. nick; he don’t come but once a year |
3 |
| 12:07:2007 |
staring at the goldfish bowl, poppin’ phenobarbitol |
4 |
| 12:03:2007 |
christmas is a comin’ look out for twinkle elf, making christmas cigarettes all by himself |
3 |
| 11:29:2007 |
i’m so happy! you’re so nice! kiss kiss kiss! fun fun life! |
4 |
| 11:26:2007 |
the outdoorsman: a haiku |
6 |
| 11:21:2007 |
it’s the type of meal he can’t resist, when there’s nothing left he just licks the dish |
6 |
| 11:16:2007 |
understanding me and understanding you is not an easy thing to do |
6 |
| 11:12:2007 |
i’m beginning to think (though i’m open to sway) that, even when we’re old and gray, i think you’ll see me, dear, and look the other way, just like you did, dear, only the other day |
6 |
| 11:07:2007 |
how many drugs does it take to get you out of my mind? |
3 |
| 11:06:2007 |
how i wonder what you are |
3 |
| 11:04:2007 |
i feel alright, mama, i’m not joking |
3 |
| 10:24:2007 |
dans cette vallée de larmes qu’est la vie, viens avec moi par les sentiers interdits |
11 |
| 10:22:2007 |
and i ain’t lyin’ there’s a big yellow sign on the front of it with a picture of a kid and a big old “x” going through his chest; it looks like me, and i can’t read the word “danger.” |
2 |
| 10:18:2007 |
i’ve got an eye for an empty heart |
3 |
| 10:15:2007 |
then she became a fly, a fly all in the air; and he became a spider, and fetched her to his lair |
3 |
| 10:09:2007 |
the loveliness of paris seems somehow sadly gay |
6 |
| 10:05:2007 |
i can stand the pain of love (i could even stand some more) |
6 |
| 10:01:2007 |
you’re the part of me i loathe the most, the demons at my door |
4 |
| 09:27:2007 |
you wanna hear you broke my heart, i wanna hear you’re gonna finish what you start |
5 |
| 09:21:2007 |
take my hand off to never neverland |
7 |
| 09:17:2007 |
watch what you say or they’ll be calling you a radical, a liberal, fanatical, criminal |
3 |
| 09:11:2007 |
i watch the bus as it pulls out of view, someday like that bus i will be leaving too |
4 |
| 09:06:2007 |
he’s a demon on wheels |
9 |
| 09:04:2007 |
we got what ya want, and you got the lust |
3 |
| 09:01:2007 |
extended weekend |
4 |
| 08:28:2007 |
i remember parties out in the park, with the girlies rubbing up in the dark |
5 |
| 08:25:2007 |
being sick: a haiku |
4 |
| 08:20:2007 |
but you’re such a hunk, so full of spunk |
2 |
| 08:17:2007 |
hey hell, i pay the price |
2 |
| 08:15:2007 |
but in the end no matter what you do, you will come shining through |
1 |
| 08:10:2007 |
can i have a bite of your ice cream? |
5 |
| 08:06:2007 |
my weekend: a haiku |
5 |
| 08:03:2007 |
cinquante millions de gens imparfaits, et moi, et moi, et moi… |
3 |
| 07:30:2007 |
it’s not real if you don’t feel it |
3 |
| 07:26:2007 |
it was electric, so frantically hectic |
5 |
| 07:21:2007 |
he has passed by giving his sign, left all the people feeling so fine |
3 |
| 07:18:2007 |
she smiled at him with her shiny bicuspid |
3 |
| 07:16:2007 |
i couldn’t afford chemo like i couldn’t afford a limo, and on any given day i’d rather ride a limousine |
3 |
| 07:07:2007 |
are you just so far away from me? |
5 |
| 07:03:2007 |
my pets with claws, they’re always kinda angry at me |
6 |
| 06:29:2007 |
vicki and emma, do what you like; mel c, take a hike |
1 |
| 06:26:2007 |
lord i’m so tired, how long can this go on? |
4 |
| 06:22:2007 |
slide slide, slippity slide |
4 |
| 06:21:2007 |
your face will surely show it |
1 |
| 06:18:2007 |
i have only one burning desire |
2 |
| 06:12:2007 |
isn’t it nice, sugar and spice? luring disco dollies to a life of vice |
2 |
| 06:10:2007 |
dear david chase, |
4 |
| 06:10:2007 |
so come on girls and sing along, ’cause nicki’s gonna rock ya, all night long |
3 |
| 06:07:2007 |
i love you, i love you with my heart and soul; if i had a doughnut, i’d give you the hole |
2 |
| 06:06:2007 |
my head’s aching, my heart’s breaking, ’cause i’m giving, and you’re just taking |
2 |
| 06:01:2007 |
turn the other cheek, turn the other cheek; show the world how strong you are by simply acting weak |
5 |
| 05:29:2007 |
i never understood a single word he said, but i helped him drink his wine |
5 |
| 05:28:2007 |
i want to be the one to walk in the sun |
4 |
| 05:22:2007 |
no man can deny them and all men satisfy them |
7 |
| 05:14:2007 |
hey little tickle bee, tickle me won’t you please? |
7 |
| 05:10:2007 |
i eat meat and like it, too; if you don’t, well you ought to |
3 |
| 05:07:2007 |
if he’s the big boss, you’re the hot sauce |
6 |
| 05:02:2007 |
if he wants to parler with you en français |
12 |
| 05:01:2007 |
don’t eat salami, don’t like pastrami |
2 |
| 04:30:2007 |
scheissebird, scheissebird, you’re such a nice bird; let’s make a scheissebird treat! |
2 |
| 04:25:2007 |
touring, touring… it’s never boring |
3 |
| 04:24:2007 |
squinched up your face and did a dance, shook a little turd out of the bottom of your pants |
3 |
| 04:23:2007 |
looking for a sign that the universal mind has written you into the passion play |
4 |
| 04:20:2007 |
you lit a fuse and now i’m ticking away like a bomb |
2 |
| 04:17:2007 |
oui j’ai pleuré mais ce jour-là, non je ne pleurerai pas; non je ne pleurerai pas. |
6 |
| 04:16:2007 |
i am the one, a life long gone, a refuge raped in search of life |
3 |
| 04:12:2007 |
girls and boys, don’t mess about; do your homework before you go out |
7 |
| 04:10:2007 |
private eyes, they’re (not) watching you |
4 |
| 04:09:2007 |
we take your weak resistance, throw it in your face |
1 |
| 04:06:2007 |
i wanna spit in their faces, then i get afraid of what that could bring |
5 |
| 04:06:2007 |
bloody socks: a haiku |
0 |
| 04:05:2007 |
hey, how much for that buick? |
4 |
| 04:02:2007 |
it’s a teenage dream, all wrapped in pink and dotted with hearts |
3 |
| 03:31:2007 |
you try to pretend you’re different when in fact you’re all the same |
3 |
| 03:30:2007 |
i’m a yellow bitch from osaka city |
3 |
| 03:28:2007 |
master cobbler, he’ll do you right; if your loafers hurt your toes, what to do is what he knows |
5 |
| 03:23:2007 |
pink pointy protruding pecker: a haiku |
6 |
| 03:21:2007 |
go shitbird, go |
3 |
| 03:19:2007 |
big tits, big hips, sexy bitch |
2 |
| 03:16:2007 |
i used to go to dinner and then take the girl to see “tiny” play against “earl the pearl” |
3 |
| 03:13:2007 |
daddy, daddy, i want a pony |
6 |
| 03:12:2007 |
destined to live right, we’re taking hell as our home |
5 |
| 03:07:2007 |
rouge and coloring, incense and ice; perfume and kisses, oooh it’s all so nice |
6 |
| 03:05:2007 |
i have one thing to say, sashay shante |
4 |
| 03:01:2007 |
big hands, i know you’re the one |
4 |
| 02:27:2007 |
i was just a skinny lad |
4 |
| 02:26:2007 |
ricky schroeder, ricky stratton, soleil moon frye, dick van patton |
2 |
| 02:22:2007 |
bloody hemorrhoids: a haiku |
4 |
| 02:21:2007 |
there’s no place inside this romance for a girl that’s clearly balding |
1 |
| 02:20:2007 |
the monkeys asked, the tigers asked, and the elephant asked me too |
4 |
| 02:19:2007 |
lundi… lundi… lundi… |
2 |
| 02:14:2007 |
this, my heart, a dying sun |
7 |
| 02:12:2007 |
on s’en ira toute la nuit danser le calypso en italie |
2 |
| 02:09:2007 |
forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six, you could say she’s got it all |
1 |
| 02:08:2007 |
devil’s plaything in my hands |
3 |
| 02:07:2007 |
so ya thought ya might like to go to the show |
4 |
| 02:06:2007 |
now i wanna have somethin to do |
2 |
| 02:05:2007 |
looking out my window cell, wondering if i want you still |
3 |
| 02:03:2007 |
in the end she fell asleep exhausted |
4 |
| 01:27:2007 |
seeing things that i don’t want to see again |
8 |
| 01:22:2007 |
there you go, but you ain’t goin’ nowhere |
5 |
| 01:17:2007 |
the city is a breast dangling from the sky |
6 |
| 01:16:2007 |
bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me |
4 |
| 01:12:2007 |
it’s so easy to rock it with your body, baby |
4 |
| 01:10:2007 |
this island’s chills and shell cover me, with winded rock and skies i’ve yet to see |
6 |
| 01:08:2007 |
great green globs of greasy, grimy gopher guts |
4 |
| 01:05:2007 |
my big drum on your big face |
4 |
| 01:02:2007 |
if you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it |
4 |
| 12:30:2006 |
live like an angel, die like a devil (got a place in hell reserved for me) |
5 |
| 12:27:2006 |
i know trouble is brewing out there, but i can hardly care |
5 |
| 12:24:2006 |
you can suck all the dick you want and still be a virgin, mary |
5 |
| 12:22:2006 |
now this is the reason why that i drink, i’m just trying to get along with you |
2 |
| 12:21:2006 |
don’t you make me mad, i’ll get evil as a man can be |
4 |
| 12:20:2006 |
so sweet to see these old people learnin’ the young children just what to do |
3 |
| 12:18:2006 |
without 40 ounces of social skills |
2 |
| 12:15:2006 |
i’ll pierce my colon so my shit comes out like play-doh |
2 |
| 12:14:2006 |
you must learn to stand up for yourself, cause i can’t always be around |
2 |
| 12:11:2006 |
baby it’s bad out there |
6 |
| 12:08:2006 |
even the smallest species will make him feel uneasy |
3 |
| 12:06:2006 |
when the system tries to bring you down |
4 |
| 12:04:2006 |
i will beat you on the head, beat you down ’til you are dead |
3 |
| 11:30:2006 |
sisters, brothers and the whiteys |
3 |
| 11:29:2006 |
and it don’t mean i don’t love you when i put a gun to your face |
2 |
| 11:27:2006 |
i didn’t know if she was legal tender, but i’d spend it just the same |
6 |
| 11:24:2006 |
pep talk |
0 |
| 11:22:2006 |
my pets, my things |
6 |
| 11:20:2006 |
how many drugs does it take to find something to say? |
7 |
| 11:17:2006 |
you just turned yourself into a song, and that’s all you’ve been afraid you would become, all along |
1 |
| 11:15:2006 |
the bleeding hearts and artists let him get away with murder |
5 |
| 11:13:2006 |
abattoir, abattoir, mon dieu quelle horreur |
0 |
| 11:12:2006 |
but i got a drug and i got the bug and i got something better than love |
3 |
| 11:09:2006 |
when you’re driving down the highway at night and you’re feelin’ that wild turkey’s bite |
7 |
| 11:08:2006 |
and this bird you cannot change |
2 |
| 11:06:2006 |
in the end you’ll let me in |
4 |
| 11:03:2006 |
maybe i’m wrong, maybe i’m not |
5 |
| 11:02:2006 |
oh my love do not despair, god is with us living prayer |
2 |
| 10:31:2006 |
boo |
4 |
| 10:30:2006 |
if the sun refused to shine, i would still be loving you |
7 |
| 10:26:2006 |
if the man with the power can’t keep it under control |
3 |
| 10:25:2006 |
the stars came falling on our hats, but they’re just old light |
5 |
| 10:24:2006 |
beep beep, beep beep, yeah |
3 |
| 10:20:2006 |
one more drink, fool, would drown you |
7 |
| 10:18:2006 |
no kiddin’, i’m ready to fight |
3 |
| 10:16:2006 |
now i like sweet candied yams, and i like homemade ham hocks |
4 |
| 10:12:2006 |
because you know what they say about honey bears: when you shave off all their baby hair, you’ve got a hairy minded pink bare bear |
2 |
| 10:11:2006 |
you’re still doing things that i gave up years ago |
2 |
| 10:09:2006 |
ain’t no harm to take a little nip |
1 |
| 10:06:2006 |
she got to take sick and die one of these days |
7 |
| 10:05:2006 |
everything is plastic, and everyone’s sarcastic, and all your food is frozen, it needs to be defrosted |
3 |
| 10:03:2006 |
for as long as i have tried, and as low as i can be |
1 |
| 10:02:2006 |
tonight it ain’t right, i got to have me a week |
1 |
| 09:29:2006 |
trying to avoid a little beat down, of a white boy who thinks that he’s down |
3 |
| 09:28:2006 |
operatic by voice, a fanatic by choice |
4 |
| 09:26:2006 |
and if you want some fun, take ob-la-di-bla-da |
4 |
| 09:25:2006 |
sometimes you lose, sometimes you win |
2 |
| 09:23:2006 |
upon my podium as the know-it-all scholar |
1 |
| 09:21:2006 |
you’ll never gain weight from a doughnut hole |
3 |
| 09:20:2006 |
sometimes the things i do astound me |
1 |
| 09:18:2006 |
well, here’s a poke at you, you’re gonna choke on it too |
3 |
| 09:17:2006 |
every girl and boy needs a little joy, all you do is sit and stare |
4 |
| 09:11:2006 |
do me a wrong, you’re a bringer of evil |
5 |
| 09:08:2006 |
i don’t need it, don’t need your blah blah |
8 |
| 09:07:2006 |
i’ll rip your flesh ’till there’s no breath, dismembered destiny |
5 |
| 09:05:2006 |
see it on the television everyday, hear it on the radio |
4 |
| 09:01:2006 |
and the beautifullest fireworks are burning in the sky just for you |
3 |
| 08:30:2006 |
so we put her on the hit list of a common, cunning linguist |
5 |
| 08:29:2006 |
i can’t even remember if we were lovers, or if i just wanted to |
3 |
| 08:28:2006 |
i don’t need your medicine anymore, because i see you in voodoo house |
5 |
| 08:25:2006 |
be mine tomorrow, now tomorrow’s today |
5 |
| 08:21:2006 |
feelin’ like i should have kept my feet on the ground |
2 |
| 08:18:2006 |
the scars i hide are now your business |
2 |
| 08:12:2006 |
down on your knees and pray if you please |
5 |
| 08:11:2006 |
and if i’m wasting all your time this time, maybe you never learned to take |
4 |
| 08:10:2006 |
the host with the most is pausing for effect |
1 |
| 08:07:2006 |
drink, drink, drink, drink some more |
3 |
| 08:06:2006 |
i’ve still got your face painted on my heart |
3 |
| 08:03:2006 |
now i’m no longer doubtful of what i’m living for |
7 |
| 08:02:2006 |
sugar never tasted so good |
3 |
| 08:01:2006 |
if you’re so special, why aren’t you dead? |
3 |
| 07:28:2006 |
no more doggin’, foolin’ ’round with you |
6 |
| 07:26:2006 |
by day i’m a workin’ man, layin’ bricks or layin’ pipe |
5 |
| 07:25:2006 |
you say “shark,” i say “hey man, jaws was never my scene” |
1 |
| 07:21:2006 |
i did not know you had me hypnotized |
3 |
| 07:20:2006 |
you’ll learn to love me, and my sweet pain |
1 |
| 07:19:2006 |
see what happens when you’re in my pants |
2 |
| 07:18:2006 |
here’s an empty kiss, marching to the rhythm of the payroll |
3 |
| 07:14:2006 |
oui, je suis belzébuth |
2 |
| 07:13:2006 |
whiskey, gin and brandy, with a glass i’m pretty handy |
4 |
| 07:12:2006 |
like a hoo-er on a skewer in the wind |
2 |
| 07:10:2006 |
time will tell if i will drift eternally through life, instead of being someone |
3 |
| 07:09:2006 |
a bu ma biere dans un grand verre en caoutchouc |
2 |
| 07:06:2006 |
once i used to join in, every boy and girl was my friend |
4 |
| 07:05:2006 |
i hear in my mind all this music, and it breaks my heart |
5 |
| 07:03:2006 |
i’m built for comfort, i ain’t built for speed |
5 |
| 06:30:2006 |
like a fool i went and stayed too long |
5 |
| 06:26:2006 |
bells i hear ain’t fire drills |
2 |
| 06:24:2006 |
i don’t like you and i won’t pretend to |
3 |
| 06:22:2006 |
wanna disco? wanna see me disco? |
0 |
| 06:21:2006 |
i like takin’ tuinal, it keeps me edgy and mean |
4 |
| 06:17:2006 |
the people who have crippled you, you want to see them burn |
6 |
| 06:15:2006 |
rubber little lady, slicker than a weasel |
4 |
| 06:14:2006 |
things i have loved i’m allowed to keep |
5 |
| 06:13:2006 |
i’ve got the answers to all of your questions, if you’ve got the money to pay me in gold |
1 |
| 06:11:2006 |
tradin’ my time for the pay i get |
2 |
| 06:10:2006 |
you’re a mental case, ’bout time i smash your face |
1 |
| 06:09:2006 |
my vanity is ulceric, it causes me distress |
0 |
| 06:08:2006 |
inside your feeble brain there’s probably a whore |
1 |
| 06:07:2006 |
i know i ain’t doing much, doing nothing means a lot to me |
5 |
| 06:06:2006 |
chaos rampant, an age of distrust |
4 |
| 06:05:2006 |
s-a-t-a-n, he’s our man, hey! |
2 |
| 06:02:2006 |
i just picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone, and combed his breath right out of my hair |
2 |
| 06:01:2006 |
we both have shiny happy fits of rage |
8 |
| 05:30:2006 |
true reflections of community |
4 |
| 05:29:2006 |
kind hearts don’t grab any glory |
2 |
| 05:26:2006 |
no segregation, separation, just me in my world of enemies |
3 |
| 05:25:2006 |
never said i wanted to improve my station |
2 |
| 05:24:2006 |
you had it made in the shade, don’t let that tree fall down on you |
3 |
| 05:23:2006 |
i’ve been waiting for a year or a day |
7 |
| 05:22:2006 |
when i said “goodnight,” i meant until the next time |
4 |
| 05:20:2006 |
take my ashes to bali, i can’t afford to go now |
9 |
| 05:18:2006 |
you fill me with delight, you whet my appetite |
2 |
| 05:17:2006 |
’88 is great, but ’89 is mine |
4 |
| 05:16:2006 |
i kissed your lips and i tasted blood |
4 |
| 05:15:2006 |
i don’t have to pay for this shit |
3 |
| 05:14:2006 |
picking up pieces of love off the floor |
7 |
| 05:11:2006 |
when the fish scent fill the air, there’ll be snuff juice everywhere |
2 |
| 05:09:2006 |
i promise you that i never meant for you to believe me |
3 |
| 05:08:2006 |
neutron bombs and chemical food |
2 |
| 05:06:2006 |
i don’t care what nobody say, i’m a man of a many words |
0 |
| 05:05:2006 |
your voice is like angels above |
4 |
| 05:04:2006 |
i’ll be doggone if i wouldn’t work all day |
6 |
| 04:29:2006 |
yeah, the boy can play |
4 |
| 04:28:2006 |
je vais et je viens entre tes reins, et je me retiens |
2 |
| 04:27:2006 |
but, oh, to get involved in the exchange |
1 |
| 04:26:2006 |
looking at my face in a bed of pine needles and wondering if anyone stills knows my name |
2 |
| 04:25:2006 |
this is it, look what ’cha get |
1 |
| 04:24:2006 |
you just don’t realize, you got yourself a good deal |
3 |
| 04:21:2006 |
and there’s whisperin’ every day, hopin’ i’d go away to stay |
1 |
| 04:19:2006 |
help me out with this, so i can tell when i’ve moved on |
4 |
| 04:18:2006 |
i was just a skinny lad |
1 |
| 04:17:2006 |
i need a butler and a trip to spain |
6 |
| 04:14:2006 |
i thought i was someone else, someone good |
2 |
| 04:12:2006 |
oh my god and jesus as well |
3 |
| 04:11:2006 |
i don’t really mind how much you love me |
0 |
| 04:10:2006 |
behind my back i can see them stare |
3 |
| 04:09:2006 |
you see my face, you hate my words, i hate you too |
4 |
| 04:07:2006 |
we are turning cursive letters into knives |
0 |
| 04:03:2006 |
a million generations removed from expectations |
1 |
| 04:02:2006 |
vengeance from the grave |
0 |
| 03:31:2006 |
i ain’t got no inclination |
1 |
| 03:29:2006 |
if not for a first “hello,” we’d never have to say goodbye |
0 |
| 03:28:2006 |
i could just lay down and die |
1 |
| 03:27:2006 |
well you know i got the kinda lovin’ that you need |
2 |
| 03:26:2006 |
i got a cow that went dry, and a hen that won’t lay |
1 |
| 03:25:2006 |
my my, oh oh, i love you so |
0 |
| 03:24:2006 |
i’ll never go to texas anymore |
2 |
| 03:23:2006 |
prime directive: exterminate |
2 |
| 03:22:2006 |
i had a heart, but it got too soft |
1 |
| 03:20:2006 |
i feel unhappy, i feel so sad |
2 |
| 03:19:2006 |
nothing ever lasts forever |
3 |
| 03:18:2006 |
we’re gonna blow this bitch away |
0 |
| 03:16:2006 |
when i was young, i was the nicest guy i knew |
1 |
| 03:15:2006 |
i ain’t no goddamned son of a bitch |
3 |
| 03:14:2006 |
plastic cups with dot-serif type |
3 |
| 03:12:2006 |
spoiler alert |
0 |
| 03:11:2006 |
où est mon chapeau? |
0 |
| 03:10:2006 |
buried in the neighbor’s grave |
2 |
| 03:10:2006 |
pronunciation key |
0 |
| 03:09:2006 |
’cause my baby broke all the rules |
3 |
| 03:08:2006 |
i got the guts to be somebody |
2 |
| 03:07:2006 |
there’s no right opinion |
6 |
| 03:06:2006 |
i don’t need this: a haiku |
2 |
| 03:04:2006 |
wales bells |
0 |
| 03:04:2006 |
it’s so completely stupid, just go away |
2 |
| 03:03:2006 |
great job, knicks |
1 |
| 03:02:2006 |
confession #4 |
3 |
| 03:01:2006 |
ship isn’t coming |
3 |
| 03:01:2006 |
my poor mother done the best she could |
0 |
| 02:28:2006 |
jock-a-mo-fee-no-a-na-nay |
2 |
| 02:27:2006 |
bearer of bad news |
3 |
| 02:25:2006 |
momentary lapse |
3 |
| 02:23:2006 |
think what you want… |
2 |
| 02:22:2006 |
the k-mart franchise |
1 |
| 02:21:2006 |
confession #3 |
1 |
| 02:20:2006 |
confession #2 |
1 |
| 02:19:2006 |
confession #1 |
4 |
| 02:18:2006 |
nate!!! |
2 |
| 02:17:2006 |
attention all waitstaff |
0 |
| 02:16:2006 |
i’ve got so much to say… |
2 |
| 02:15:2006 |
they don’t love you anyway… |
1 |
| 02:14:2006 |
le prince charmant |
1 |
| 02:13:2006 |
playing pretend |
2 |
| 02:12:2006 |
enðingu piparmey |
3 |
| 02:11:2006 |
oh baby, why don’t you talk to me? |
1 |
| 02:10:2006 |
my art doesn’t pay the rent |
0 |
| 02:09:2006 |
suckers and fuckers and stupid retards |
4 |
| 02:08:2006 |
i’ve been chewing gum in class |
4 |
| 02:07:2006 |
it makes me itchy |
6 |
| 02:06:2006 |
dear neighborhood kids |
3 |
| 02:05:2006 |
stupor sunday |
3 |
| 02:04:2006 |
i see a whole lot of frowns |
0 |
| 02:03:2006 |
poo cakes: a haiku |
1 |
| 02:02:2006 |
tom snyder: a cinquain |
0 |
| 02:01:2006 |
i’m no fucking buddhist |
4 |
| 01:31:2006 |
tgp frustration: a haiku |
6 |
| 01:30:2006 |
monday morning: a haiku |
3 |
| 01:29:2006 |
goth chick: a haiku |
5 |
| 01:28:2006 |
and it got back to my ma |
0 |
| 01:27:2006 |
it’s cold and lonely |
1 |
| 01:26:2006 |
contradiction |
5 |
| 01:25:2006 |
violated |
3 |
| 01:24:2006 |
here lies lester moore |
2 |
| 01:23:2006 |
ritualistically |
0 |
| 01:21:2006 |
manila ice |
2 |
| 01:21:2006 |
stayin’ alive |
2 |
| 01:20:2006 |
let me take you to the movies |
2 |
| 01:19:2006 |
somebody’s diggin’ my potatoes |
0 |
| 01:18:2006 |
i don’t know |
1 |
| 01:17:2006 |
nobody ever goes in, and nobody ever comes out |
3 |
| 01:16:2006 |
holidays |
2 |
| 01:15:2006 |
back in black |
2 |
| 01:13:2006 |
happy friday the 13th |
0 |
| 01:12:2006 |
let me tell you ’bout a girl i know |
3 |
| 01:11:2006 |
murphy’s |
2 |
| 01:10:2006 |
hot pussy |
0 |
| 01:09:2006 |
how fucked up is this? |
4 |
| 01:08:2006 |
oops |
0 |
| 01:07:2006 |
rosa cuba flor de rosa |
0 |
| 01:06:2006 |
modern day man of steel |
2 |
| 01:05:2006 |
fusc |
0 |
| 01:04:2006 |
lapse |
1 |
| 01:03:2006 |
fixing toilets sucks |
2 |
| 01:02:2006 |
last day of freedom |
2 |
| 01:01:2006 |
happy new year |
2 |
| 01:01:2006 |
dick clark |
1 |
| 12:31:2005 |
you say you want a resolution |
0 |
| 12:31:2005 |
we suck |
0 |
| 12:30:2005 |
i’m fabulous |
2 |
| 12:28:2005 |
500 |
2 |
| 12:26:2005 |
meat head |
1 |
| 12:25:2005 |
it’s a tradition |
0 |
| 12:24:2005 |
what’s the deal? |
0 |
| 12:23:2005 |
merry xxx-mas |
3 |
| 12:17:2005 |
an open letter to the knicks |
4 |
| 12:16:2005 |
i did it all for the tookie |
2 |
| 12:15:2005 |
don’t take the christ out of decapitation |
0 |
| 12:14:2005 |
fixed |
0 |
| 12:14:2005 |
comment problems |
0 |
| 12:14:2005 |
don’t take the christ out of turkenecks |
5 |
| 12:13:2005 |
two |
0 |
| 12:13:2005 |
ok, so seriously… |
1 |
| 12:12:2005 |
no love for b-hop |
0 |
| 12:09:2005 |
workin’ up a sweat |
0 |
| 12:08:2005 |
knicks schmicks |
0 |
| 12:04:2005 |
geaux tigers |
0 |
| 11:27:2005 |
roundhouse kicks |
0 |
| 11:24:2005 |
happy thanksgiving |
0 |
| 11:22:2005 |
maybe it’s not such a bad thing that i lost pope |
0 |
| 11:22:2005 |
a brand-new resolve |
0 |
| 11:19:2005 |
i need a vacation… |
0 |
| 11:12:2005 |
0 - 5 |
0 |
| 11:10:2005 |
0 - 4 |
2 |
| 11:06:2005 |
0 - 3 |
3 |
| 11:05:2005 |
0 - 2 |
0 |
| 11:03:2005 |
murder was the case |
0 |
| 11:02:2005 |
we are new york |
0 |
| 10:31:2005 |
my pumpkin is dumb. dumb as hell. |
0 |
| 10:29:2005 |
and go ape-shit he did… |
0 |
| 10:28:2005 |
friday night |
0 |
| 10:26:2005 |
mother flickr |
0 |
| 10:25:2005 |
tag |
0 |
| 10:21:2005 |
they call ’em “tinder vittles” |
0 |
| 10:19:2005 |
bling it on |
0 |
| 10:15:2005 |
ok… i get it |
0 |
| 10:09:2005 |
for your pay-per-viewing pleasure |
0 |
| 10:07:2005 |
you don’t fuck wit da jesus, man |
0 |
| 10:06:2005 |
fuck a ramada plaza |
0 |
| 10:05:2005 |
just a friendly reminder… |
0 |
| 10:05:2005 |
my entire body aches |
0 |
| 09:27:2005 |
grumbly |
0 |
| 09:23:2005 |
nachos belgrande |
1 |
| 09:19:2005 |
belay, ye lily-livered sea urchin!!! |
0 |
| 09:17:2005 |
slightly-less-than-midlife crisis |
1 |
| 09:15:2005 |
avast! me roger is mighty jolly! |
0 |
| 09:12:2005 |
go saints, go… |
1 |
| 09:08:2005 |
way back in 1989… |
0 |
| 09:07:2005 |
dear sweet jesus |
0 |
| 09:05:2005 |
crappy birthday to me |
1 |
| 09:04:2005 |
as if this week wasn’t fucked up as it is |
2 |
| 09:02:2005 |
fuck |
1 |
| 08:30:2005 |
ipod, you pod |
3 |
| 08:29:2005 |
i spoke too soon |
0 |
| 08:29:2005 |
hurricane schmurricane |
0 |
| 08:28:2005 |
how to deal with a hurricane |
0 |
| 08:28:2005 |
hunker down, bunker down, do it, do it, do it, do it |
0 |
| 08:27:2005 |
breakfast of champions |
0 |
| 08:24:2005 |
feelin’ better |
1 |
| 08:23:2005 |
but am i blue? |
3 |
| 08:22:2005 |
wash your hands |
0 |
| 08:21:2005 |
why have you forsaken me |
0 |
| 08:19:2005 |
i think it will look like that |
0 |
| 08:18:2005 |
old people |
4 |
| 08:16:2005 |
lookin’ bad, feelin’ bad |
0 |
| 08:13:2005 |
turtles |
1 |
| 08:11:2005 |
the black rhino |
0 |
| 08:10:2005 |
i hate new orleans |
5 |
| 08:09:2005 |
back in town |
0 |
| 08:06:2005 |
birthdays |
0 |
| 07:31:2005 |
speaking of minimum wage |
1 |
| 07:30:2005 |
fake dr. pepper gallery |
0 |
| 07:29:2005 |
midlife crisis |
3 |
| 07:27:2005 |
coach!!!!! |
0 |
| 07:27:2005 |
best flat beer ever |
0 |
| 07:25:2005 |
congratulations, lance… |
0 |
| 07:23:2005 |
ok, so i’m a douchebag |
0 |
| 07:22:2005 |
upgrades |
0 |
| 07:21:2005 |
whole foods |
1 |
| 07:19:2005 |
minimum wage |
0 |
| 07:18:2005 |
whew |
0 |
| 07:17:2005 |
god fucking damnit |
0 |
| 07:17:2005 |
;adsfnp;ajdsngkl;dsangf |
0 |
| 07:16:2005 |
refuge |
0 |
| 07:15:2005 |
hopkins vs. taylor |
0 |
| 07:14:2005 |
out of gas |
0 |
| 07:09:2005 |
wook at the wittle… |
0 |
| 07:08:2005 |
i hope i haven’t wasted your time |
0 |
| 07:05:2005 |
lookin’ cute, feelin’ cute |
3 |
| 07:04:2005 |
holidaze |
0 |
| 06:30:2005 |
in loving memory |
0 |
| 06:28:2005 |
i hate world market, part dieux |
0 |
| 06:25:2005 |
tired |
2 |
| 06:24:2005 |
news.turkeynecks.com |
0 |
| 06:22:2005 |
quiet |
0 |
| 06:18:2005 |
shitty week |
0 |
| 06:14:2005 |
is $700 fair? |
0 |
| 06:13:2005 |
12.9% for 60 months |
1 |
| 06:11:2005 |
it’d really be nice if you called |
0 |
| 06:11:2005 |
relief |
0 |
| 06:09:2005 |
tomato can |
2 |
| 06:07:2005 |
flat beer |
0 |
| 06:05:2005 |
ok, so what do i know? |
1 |
| 06:04:2005 |
fight prediction |
0 |
| 06:03:2005 |
help |
2 |
| 06:01:2005 |
i’m drunk |
0 |
| 05:31:2005 |
boston celtic frost |
0 |
| 05:30:2005 |
they sell those here? |
0 |
| 05:29:2005 |
b-day |
0 |
| 05:28:2005 |
nash, party of two |
0 |
| 05:27:2005 |
babyachie |
0 |
| 05:26:2005 |
i don’t get it |
0 |
| 05:21:2005 |
come, come to the sabbath… |
1 |
| 05:20:2005 |
sithblog: part two (electric boogaloo) |
0 |
| 05:19:2005 |
sithblog: part one |
0 |
| 05:18:2005 |
america, fuck yeah! |
0 |
| 05:16:2005 |
busy week |
0 |
| 05:14:2005 |
flickr |
2 |
| 05:13:2005 |
sits down to take a leak |
2 |
| 05:11:2005 |
rollin’ in my six fo |
0 |
| 05:10:2005 |
whipper-snapper |
0 |
| 05:09:2005 |
i hate world market |
0 |
| 05:07:2005 |
chico |
0 |
| 05:05:2005 |
there are honkies and white people |
0 |
| 05:03:2005 |
amy & butch |
0 |
| 05:01:2005 |
go me |
0 |
| 04:30:2005 |
i’m never trying to be friendly again |
0 |
| 04:28:2005 |
fore score |
0 |
| 04:27:2005 |
do the humpty hump |
0 |
| 04:25:2005 |
day off |
3 |
| 04:24:2005 |
i hate stuff |
0 |
| 04:22:2005 |
happy earth day, hippie |
2 |
| 04:21:2005 |
the robin hood hills murders |
0 |
| 04:20:2005 |
season’s end |
0 |
| 04:19:2005 |
just great |
0 |
| 04:18:2005 |
monday schmunday |
3 |
| 04:16:2005 |
good times, bad times |
0 |
| 04:14:2005 |
the revolution is coming |
0 |
| 04:12:2005 |
happy tuesday |
4 |
| 04:08:2005 |
up with hope, me for pope |
0 |
| 04:07:2005 |
sheboy |
6 |
| 04:06:2005 |
stupid kellog’s |
0 |
| 04:02:2005 |
pope = poop |
3 |
| 04:02:2005 |
april 2 |
0 |
| 04:01:2005 |
my head hurts |
0 |
| 03:29:2005 |
poop |
0 |
| 03:28:2005 |
please ask cashier to press ‘credit’ key |
3 |
| 03:26:2005 |
damn you, espn |
0 |
| 03:25:2005 |
good times |
0 |
| 03:23:2005 |
and all-old turkeynecks, coming soon |
0 |
| 03:22:2005 |
note to self… |
0 |
| 03:21:2005 |
the freakin’ gates |
4 |
| 03:20:2005 |
call me j-no |
0 |
| 03:19:2005 |
thanks a lot, ’cuse |
3 |
| 03:18:2005 |
heh |
0 |
| 03:17:2005 |
tourneyblog part one |
0 |
| 03:16:2005 |
ég veit ei hvað skal segja |
0 |
| 03:15:2005 |
attention nba referees |
0 |
| 03:15:2005 |
leave me alone |
0 |
| 03:10:2005 |
it’s all down-hill from here |
2 |
| 03:09:2005 |
hot sauce |
0 |
| 03:08:2005 |
this is getting ridiculous |
0 |
| 03:07:2005 |
there’s no stopping us |
0 |
| 03:04:2005 |
you give me fever |
0 |
| 03:03:2005 |
i feel like crap |
0 |
| 03:02:2005 |
go away |
0 |
| 02:28:2005 |
hong kong fluey |
0 |
| 02:24:2005 |
stupid sickness |
0 |
| 02:23:2005 |
hey vic… |
0 |
| 02:23:2005 |
stupid microsoft |
1 |
| 02:22:2005 |
electric boogaloo |
3 |
| 02:21:2005 |
bootleg daredevils rock |
0 |
| 02:21:2005 |
time to move on |
4 |
| 02:20:2005 |
brew york, brew york |
0 |
| 02:19:2005 |
pics added |
0 |
| 02:18:2005 |
i wanna be a part of it |
1 |
| 02:12:2005 |
sleepy |
2 |
| 02:08:2005 |
flying high again |
0 |
| 02:07:2005 |
bit by bit |
2 |
| 02:06:2005 |
sunday sunday sunday |
0 |
| 02:05:2005 |
damn you |
0 |
| 02:03:2005 |
scope this out |
0 |
| 02:02:2005 |
state of my ass |
0 |
| 02:01:2005 |
hammered dog shit |
0 |
| 01:31:2005 |
the knicks suck |
0 |
| 01:28:2005 |
fine and dandy |
0 |
| 01:27:2005 |
hail to thee north caddo high |
2 |
| 01:26:2005 |
stupid fox |
4 |
| 01:25:2005 |
grumble |
0 |
| 01:24:2005 |
same old same old |
0 |
| 01:22:2005 |
see ya, lenny |
2 |
| 01:21:2005 |
ok, two things |
0 |
| 01:20:2005 |
the knicks stink |
0 |
| 01:15:2005 |
i hate the knicks |
0 |
| 01:13:2005 |
thieves |
0 |
| 01:09:2005 |
beer snob |
0 |
| 01:02:2005 |
crappy new year |
0 |
| 12:18:2004 |
i hate christmas |
0 |
| 12:09:2004 |
a seat behind the bench, baby |
0 |
| 12:05:2004 |
king diamond!!!!!!!!! |
0 |
| 11:21:2004 |
thoughts on the pacers |
0 |
| 11:20:2004 |
holy crap |
2 |
| 11:15:2004 |
i’m tired |
0 |
| 11:14:2004 |
new colors |
0 |
| 11:11:2004 |
hell yeah |
0 |
| 11:10:2004 |
even moore |
0 |
| 11:09:2004 |
slit away |
2 |
| 11:08:2004 |
well, that sucked, too |
0 |
| 11:07:2004 |
well, that sucked |
0 |
| 11:01:2004 |
halloweiner |
1 |
| 10:28:2004 |
trevor ariza |
0 |
| 10:25:2004 |
oktoberfest ist wunderbar |
0 |
| 10:24:2004 |
time for the real oktoberfest |
0 |
| 10:21:2004 |
things i hate: pedestrians |
1 |
| 10:18:2004 |
why I hate my neighbors, epilogue |
0 |
| 10:16:2004 |
knicks!!! |
0 |
| 10:15:2004 |
why I hate my neighbors, part four: oktoberfest ’04 |
0 |
| 10:14:2004 |
why I hate my neighbors, part three: oktoberfest ’03 |
0 |
| 10:13:2004 |
why I hate my neighbors, part two: more oktoberfest ’02 |
1 |
| 10:12:2004 |
why I hate my neighbors, part one: oktoberfest ’02 |
0 |
| 10:10:2004 |
dear sweet jesus |
0 |
| 10:10:2004 |
tiiiiiiitooooooooooo trrrrrrriiiiiiinidaaaaaaaaad |
1 |
| 10:09:2004 |
let’s get it started |
0 |
| 10:07:2004 |
the plague that makes your booty move |
0 |
| 10:06:2004 |
no dice |
0 |
| 10:04:2004 |
super size me |
0 |
| 10:03:2004 |
i hate football |
0 |
| 09:30:2004 |
sigh and sigh again |
0 |
| 09:29:2004 |
god i hate people |
3 |
| 09:26:2004 |
damn |
1 |
| 09:25:2004 |
a.d.d. |
0 |
| 09:23:2004 |
lights out |
2 |
| 09:22:2004 |
doo doo doo doo doo |
4 |
| 09:20:2004 |
chopped liver, with hopkins sauce |
1 |
| 09:03:2004 |
i’m not dead |
2 |
| 08:30:2004 |
i told you i’d get to it eventually |
3 |
| 08:28:2004 |
bronze |
0 |
| 08:23:2004 |
still sick |
2 |
| 08:22:2004 |
and now i’m sick |
0 |
| 08:20:2004 |
i’m back |
0 |
| 08:18:2004 |
so, i’m in france... |
3 |
| 08:09:2004 |
france france france france |
4 |
| 08:08:2004 |
stupid wal-mart |
7 |
| 08:08:2004 |
i hate people |
0 |
| 08:07:2004 |
my first missed entry |
2 |
| 08:05:2004 |
isiah finally comes through |
0 |
| 08:04:2004 |
is it just me… |
0 |
| 08:03:2004 |
more work on the site |
0 |
| 08:02:2004 |
slow and steady |
2 |
| 08:01:2004 |
time for a beer |
0 |
| 07:31:2004 |
crikey |
1 |
| 05:20:2004 |
who put the “cock” in the “cocker spaniel?” |
3 |
| 05:18:2004 |
those bastards |
1 |
| 05:07:2004 |
lost computers |
2 |
| 05:04:2004 |
damn |
1 |
| 05:02:2004 |
what a month |
0 |
| 04:20:2004 |
grrrr |
1 |
| 04:18:2004 |
dixie |
0 |
| 04:10:2004 |
good saturday |
0 |
| 04:08:2004 |
thursday |
0 |
| 04:04:2004 |
ricky hatton |
2 |
| 03:26:2004 |
lessons on management |
2 |
| 03:25:2004 |
i hate stupid people |
2 |
| 03:09:2004 |
swap meet |
1 |
| 03:07:2004 |
nickels |
0 |
| 03:04:2004 |
midgets |
2 |
| 03:02:2004 |
it's alive... |
2 |
| 12:23:2003 |
sigh |
7 |
| 12:04:2003 |
my head hurts |
0 |
| 11:22:2003 |
headaches |
2 |
| 11:17:2003 |
a case of the mondays |
0 |
| 11:15:2003 |
turkeypix |
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| 11:02:2003 |
a long weekend |
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| 10:31:2003 |
halloweiner |
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| 10:28:2003 |
televisions and jesus |
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| 10:26:2003 |
machine love |
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| 10:25:2003 |
extension man |
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| 10:18:2003 |
best buy, my ass |
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| 10:16:2003 |
busy week |
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| 10:07:2003 |
i don’t be intimidated by nobody |
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| 10:06:2003 |
yellow jackets |
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| 09:28:2003 |
back from houston |
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| 09:24:2003 |
delays, delays |
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| 09:23:2003 |
a whole lotta designing going on |
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| 09:22:2003 |
excuse the mess |
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| 09:19:2003 |
on a greyhound bus... |
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| 09:18:2003 |
all new turkeynecks… coming soon! |
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| 09:14:2003 |
cable is back |
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| 09:13:2003 |
one more thing |
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| 09:13:2003 |
what a way to start the day |
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| 09:05:2003 |
happy birthday to me |
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| 08:29:2003 |
sigh |
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| 08:12:2003 |
lack of updates |
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| 07:30:2003 |
lkwejhgltkhbelhybwlekjrhybwler |
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| 07:29:2003 |
bad service |
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| 07:28:2003 |
the emerald city |
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| 07:23:2003 |
bye bye, spree |
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| 07:22:2003 |
ex-uh-mull |
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| 07:18:2003 |
obey your thirst |
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| 07:16:2003 |
hey there dreamweaver students |
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| 07:10:2003 |
it’s almost done... |
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| 07:08:2003 |
going back to seattle |
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| 07:04:2003 |
another sad holiday |
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| 06:29:2003 |
kick ass |
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| 06:29:2003 |
neglect |
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| 06:24:2003 |
jack white rocks |
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| 06:23:2003 |
white stripes!!! |
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| 06:19:2003 |
that’s the kind of band they are |
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| 06:16:2003 |
don’t buy a mosquito magnet |
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| 06:11:2003 |
you know what i hate? |
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| 06:03:2003 |
type english |
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| 05:29:2003 |
updates |
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| 05:27:2003 |
see ya, spree |
2 |
| 05:26:2003 |
serial killers |
2 |
| 05:20:2003 |
booger bears |
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| 05:18:2003 |
marriage schmarriage |
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| 05:15:2003 |
Dave DeBusschere |
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| 05:14:2003 |
come on Duncan |
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| 05:10:2003 |
true believers |
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| 05:05:2003 |
blogging isn’t very fun |
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| 04:30:2003 |
tori amos |
1 |
| 04:27:2003 |
g-l-o-r-y-bee |
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| 04:24:2003 |
fat country singers |
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| 04:21:2003 |
the inlaws left |
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| 04:19:2003 |
beer beer beer |
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| 04:17:2003 |
in case you were wondering |
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| 04:15:2003 |
no family guy? |
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| 04:14:2003 |
To anyone who has submitted a poem recently: |
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| 04:12:2003 |
more about management |
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| 04:10:2003 |
help get freaks & geeks on dvd |
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| 04:10:2003 |
have I mentioned… |
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| 04:09:2003 |
wolf-head |
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| 04:08:2003 |
learn something new every day |
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| 04:07:2003 |
it’s monday… |
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| 04:04:2003 |
rants are back |
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| 04:03:2003 |
thursday |
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| 04:02:2003 |
go buy elephant |
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| 04:02:2003 |
like you didn’t already know… |
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| 04:01:2003 |
no foolin’ |
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| 03:31:2003 |
the full monty, without the monty |
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| 03:30:2003 |
bracket schmacket |
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| 03:27:2003 |
you gotta keep on hoppin’ ’til you get to the top |
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| 03:25:2003 |
hold on to the night… |
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| 03:20:2003 |
wanna know why I ain’t got pwells? |
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| 03:17:2003 |
my head still hurts |
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| 03:14:2003 |
my head hurts |
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| 03:13:2003 |
bad dog, new site |
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| 07:21:2002 |
reader poems: vampire thoughts. |
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| 07:12:2002 |
reader poems: fealings unchanged |
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| 07:09:2002 |
re: one nation under you? |
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| 07:09:2002 |
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